Silver and Gold

by Devon Rhodes

  And all day, he couldn’t get Abe out of his mind. The way Abe had constantly touched him while he was trapped in his chair sent shivers through Geoff just thinking about it. Just watching his trim form and expressive face in the mirror had made him hard and very glad for the concealment of the cape, but then when he ran his hands over him… Oh God. He’d had to come back from the salon and lock himself in his private bathroom. He had barely opened his pants and taken out his erection in his hands before he was coming, shooting all over the floor with Abe’s name on his tongue. In the aftermath, a picture of Jesse popped into head, and guilt flared up.

  You shouldn’t feel guilty. It’s not like you and Jesse are even together.

  Yeah, but Jesse’s the reason I’m so fired up right now, not Abe.

  Are you sure about that?

  Geoff pondered this. Trying to think about Saturday night without cringing, he was willing to admit there had been thoughts of Jesse in his mind while he was with Troy.

  Obviously! You said his name!

  Okay, that was a given then. But today, when he was with Abe, all thoughts of Jesse were driven from his head. He tested that in this mind. Yep, he hadn’t thought of Jesse once while he was at the salon. Even the drive to get the grey in his hair colored had become, at that point, more about Troy’s taunt than about impressing Jesse. After all, Jesse was his age. He certainly was going to understand if Geoff was a little grey.

  Silver! Abe’s voice popped into his head.

  Fine. Silver. Still don’t want it.

  But the point was that Jesse was more his age than Abe was. He didn’t need to be ridiculous, chasing youthful twenty-somethings. Look how well that had worked out with Troy. Geoff shook his head ruefully. And even though Abe was apparently a successful business owner, he looked extremely young. If Geoff had seen him in a bar, he would have wondered if Abe was even old enough to drink. He gave a quick smile. Abraham. What a name for a guy like Abe.

  He glanced at the clock. Shit, almost six! He quickly straightened his desk and grabbed his things, heading for the elevator, only to get waylaid in the lobby by Kim.

  “Boss, you got a minute?”

  He grimaced and turned. “Just a minute. I’m meeting someone. What’s up?”

  Kim shot him an indecipherable look. “Abe?”

  Geoff exhaled impatiently. “Yes, Abe.”

  Kim’s smile widened. “Okay, I won’t keep you then. Just wanted to give you this.” She pulled him into a quick hug. Geoff started to protest, but the positive touch felt good and he found himself returning the hug with a quick squeeze of his own.

  “We’re okay, boss, just so you know. I don’t think any less of you, and we don’t have to ever talk about it again. Okay?”

  Geoff swallowed. “Thanks Kim. I… look, I’d stay and talk, but I’m already running late….”

  “No problem,” she interrupted with a little shove toward the elevator. “Go. I’ll call and let him know you’re coming.” She pulled out her phone, hit two buttons and listened.

  Geoff frowned. “You have him on speed dial?” He shook his head. “Never mind. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

  He climbed into the car as it arrived, riding impatiently down to the atrium level and walking to the salon. Abe was just locking the security gate across the front of his shop. “Hey there,” he greeted as he saw Geoff approaching. “Ready?”

  “Yes, I thought we’d take my car.”

  “Actually, I have something else in mind that doesn’t require a car.”

  Geoff couldn’t help but respond to the teasing tone in Abe’s voice. “Oh? And what might that be?”

  Abe gave him a slow, sensuous smile that had Geoff wondering what those sexy lips would look like wrapped around his cock. “Follow me.”

  Geoff took him at his word and walked directly behind Abe, right back to the elevators. Biting back an appreciative moan, he watched those tight jeans over that taut ass swaying seductively in front of him, momentarily diverted as Abe swiped a card key, typed in a code, and then pushed the call button for the private elevator. “Do you live here?”

  “Yep, up on fifteen.”

  “Nice. I’ve always wanted to see the condos here, just never got around to making an appointment. I do love the view of the river from the restaurant upstairs, though.”

  They stepped into the elevator, standing much closer than usual elevator etiquette. Geoff could almost feel the heat radiating off Abe’s skin. “I do too. My condo’s view is very similar, at more of an angle, though.” Abe leaned past Geoff, brushing against him as he repeated the card swipe and code routine, and punched fifteen. “I called this afternoon to make reservations for eight o’clock. Is that all right?”

  “Sounds great. Although I’m surprised you were able to book a table at such late notice. They’re usually full weeks ahead.” Geoff fought to keep his hands at his sides when all he wanted to do was pull the beautiful golden man flush against him.

  “Residents get priority seating. They always hold a few tables back for us.” The car began to rise, mirroring the heat building between the two men. Geoff was a little breathless by the time the door opened to reveal a foyer with four doors. Abe walked to the one on the far right and unlocked the door, indicating to Geoff to precede him inside.

  Geoff stepped inside, and Abe immediately followed, molding himself to Geoff’s back as he kicked the door closed behind him.

  “We have two hours before dinner,” Abe whispered as he nibbled on Geoff’s ear, running a hand around his chest to cup Geoff’s pec, flicking his nipple with his thumbnail. Geoff felt his knees weaken and his hand reached to grip Abe’s. “One for each of us, yeah? I know how I want to spend mine. How would you like to use yours?”

  Chapter Four

  Abe felt a huge surge of relief as Geoff covered his questing hand with his own, not to remove it, but to encourage its exploration. Geoff slowly made circles down his abs with Abe’s hand, heading due south to his belt. Abe wished he could see Geoff’s face, but contented himself with bringing his other hand around Geoff’s trim waist and nimbly unbuckling his belt, leaving it in the loops as he unhooked, but left zipped, Geoff’s suit pants.

  “Shoes,” he whispered, suddenly wanting to see Geoff’s bare feet, which he had been picturing in his mind all day. He contrarily didn’t give Geoff a chance to comply, instead taking him by the hand and leading him into the living room, giving a light push to encourage Geoff to drop to the couch. Kneeling in front of him, he quickly loosened and slipped off Geoff’s shoes and removed his socks. His feet were long and masculine, and Abe let his hands trail up the back of Geoff’s calves, feeling the light sprinkling of hair tickling his palm. Geoff watched him intently, completely still, but as Abe got to the backs of his knees, he let out a reluctant gasp and squirmed.

  “Ticklish?” Somehow that seemed just right to Abe. “I’ll have to remember that.”

  “Not…” Geoff cleared his throat and tried again. “Not ticklish, exactly. Just… uh, something.”

  Abe let his hands trail back down the other man’s calves. Then he reached to slide down Geoff’s zipper and pulled out his straining erection. From his vantage point, he could see the individual veins bulging, a drop of pre-come welling in the slit, and he couldn’t resist. Using just the tip of his tongue, he extracted the drop of essence, probing for more, then asking, “Something… like this?”

  He didn’t wait for an answer to his rhetorical question before taking the shaft fully in his mouth, feeling it stretch his lips. He pulled back up as Geoff’s breathy answer came. “Yeah. Oh God!” Abe licked his lips, loving the taste of salty and musky man, then dove back down, taking as much as could fit without opening his throat. He tongued around the shaft, finding and probing at the sensitive spot underneath the mushroom-shaped head; then, covering his teeth with his lips, he made a firmer pass down and back up.

  Abe looked up from under his lashes, and felt a spurt of pre-come from his own uncomfortably hard cock
as he met Geoff’s dark eyes. They were soft with arousal, pupils blown, and his face was taut, evincing the control he must be exerting to keep from moving. Abe had no desire to stop what he was doing at the moment, but knew that the extended play period he envisioned would be better in a bed. Plus the bedroom was where the supplies were—unless Geoff had some—he gave Geoff’s front pockets a quick pat. Nope.

  “What’s up?”

  Abe gave him a coy smile. “Just hunting for supplies, love.” He winked and Geoff flushed. “Why don’t we adjourn to the bedroom?”

  * * *

  Geoff was following Abe’s luscious ass down the hall and into the bedroom when suddenly he couldn’t bear to keep his hands off the stunning man for one moment more. He took a long step, wrapping his arms around Abe’s abdomen, locking Abe’s arms to his sides. Abe didn’t miss a step, and Geoff and he walked in sync to the bed, Geoff’s cock nestled happily against Abe’s jeans. As they reached the bed, Abe just kept going, crawling onto the bed with Geoff following to cover him closely, the feeling of pressing the younger man beneath him igniting a primitive, possessive part of him that had him kicking Abe’s legs apart and grinding against his high, rounded ass.

  The moans and undulations coming from Abe beneath him were driving Geoff wild, and he knelt up on the bed to remove his tie and unbutton his shirt part-way, before giving up on the small buttons in frustration and pulling the shirt and undershirt at once over his head.

  “You need to get naked, right now,” he growled at Abe, shocked at the intensity of his need to possess him. Abe stretched to all fours, prompting a groan as Geoff watched the ridiculously tight pants molding to his form, that tightly muscled ass on display in front of him.

  Abe rose to his knees, turning to face Geoff with a little smile as he quickly unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it to the floor. Abe knee-walked to the edge of the bed, teasingly crossing Geoff’s legs and grazing against his back, before standing and making quick work of the remaining clothing until he stood naked and proud in front of Geoff.

  Geoff was stunned at the perfection of Abe’s body. Obviously in great shape, Abe was perfect proportioned and sported a tan as golden as his hair… all over. Geoff suddenly got an image of Abe sunbathing nude on a beach with a bunch of middle-aged perverts ogling him, and his breath seized in his chest. He reached out and pulled Abe into a tight embrace, frantically running his hands everywhere they could reach, learning the smoothness of that gorgeous skin, the firmness of his taut physique, the feel of that beautiful ass as it filled his hands.

  Geoff was a little amazed at the ease with which he had moved back into man-loving after decades of being straight as an arrow. But that brought up thoughts of Jesse, and the last thing he wanted to do right now was worry about that impending meet-up. Better to stay in the moment.

  Abe reengaged his attention by sliding his hands inside Geoff’s open waistband, skimming down bare skin until his fingers reached the sensitive area at the fold of his buttocks and thighs, teasing lightly along the crease until Geoff had to move or embarrass himself. He backed up and shucked his pants and briefs off in a single move, kicking the discarded clothes blindly to the side.

  “You should hang those up, just in case I don’t let you leave tonight,” Abe cautioned with a smirk.

  Geoff envisioned a long night exploring every inch of his new favorite pillow. “I have changes of clothes in my office,” he shakily dismissed, pulling Abe back against him, and they let out a groan in unison as they came together, bare skin on bare skin, for the first time. He felt moisture not his own and thrust into it, driving against Abe’s tight abs, gliding alongside his stiff shaft until both were slick and sliding together.

  “Let’s get…” Abe began huskily, and Geoff took the thought and ran with it, giving Abe a light lift and toss onto his back on the mattress and covering him, the five seconds it took away from touching him seeming like an eternity.

  “…horizontal?” Geoff hazarded a guess, rubbing his bristly cheek against Abe’s smooth one before lowering his lips to Abe’s ear, giving his lobe a nip.

  “Oh yeah, that works.” Abe rubbed back against him, his hands never still, floating down Geoff’s back, cupping his ass, squeezing his arms. “I was going to say ‘me ready’.”

  Geoff translated that in his head, and his brain short-circuited at the thought of preparing Abe to receive him. “Lube,” he demanded roughly, already levering himself up and reaching for the obvious drawer of the bedside table. Inside he found what he was searching for, ripping a condom off the strip and popping the top of the lubricant with alacrity.

  Turning back to Abe, his cock gave an alarming jerk at the sight that greeted him, Abe spread wantonly to fully reveal himself to him. Holy shit, that’s hot. Abe’s eyes were wide and he pinned Geoff with a heat and longing in his gaze that had Geoff suddenly looking away, disconcerted by the emotions coming into play. Nah, don’t get attached. This is about having fun, nothing more.

  Geoff focused instead on the lube he applied directly to Abe’s tight hole, adding some to his fingers before entering him steadily with a single digit. That welcoming warmth clinging to Geoff’s finger had him breathing through his mouth, trying to get enough oxygen to his overwhelmed brain. He added another finger, and soon a third as Abe writhed beneath his attentions, slowly stroking his own hard and leaking shaft.

  “Yes,” Abe confirmed with a needy break in his voice as he reached for Geoff. “Time.”

  Geoff took a deep breath and drew back to slowly open the condom wrapper with shaking fingers. Abe startled him by reaching out to touch his hand. “Let me,” he murmured, sitting up smoothly. Geoff watched, fingers clenching into fists at his sides in an attempt at control, as Abe took him in hand, stroking him tenderly a few times before easily rolling the condom down his rampant erection.

  “How do you want me? Knees? Front? Back? Riding?” Abe’s image-provoking questions caught Geoff by surprise. He had only ever had male sex, giving or receiving, in the on-the knees-from-behind position. But suddenly he wanted nothing more than to see Abe spread out beneath him, watching his beautiful face as they came together. A quiver entered his voice as he responded. “Lay down.”

  Abe immediately complied, going back to the same pose he’d been in while Geoff had been preparing him. Geoff ran his fingers over Abe’s opening, not penetrating, just a glance against the fluttering muscle, and Abe’s cock gave a bounce as it slapped Abe’s abs, leaving behind a splash of come. Geoff couldn’t resist using his tongue to make a long, wide swipe, scooping up the bounty, savoring it. Such an earthy, sweet taste.

  He braced himself over Abe, again chancing to meet his eyes, this time not turning away from the want and need reflected there. Geoff used his hand to position his cock at Abe’s entrance, then barely had to press against it before popping through, Abe pressing back and enveloping him greedily. Oh, the heat. He sank halfway in, trying to keep his control, and paused, watching Abe for clues. Abe grabbed his ass with a quirk of his lips and thrust upward, taking Geoff to the hilt.

  “Ah!” Geoff couldn’t control the exhalation, and pressed and held deep inside Abe for a long moment, reveling in the feel of Abe’s tight channel around him. His focus narrowed to the physical connection between them before he began to move, Abe undulating rhythmically beneath him, helping him set a sensual pace.

  Abe’s hands never stopped moving, touching, loving him, and Geoff was overwhelmed by the carnal embrace: Abe’s depths around his cock, legs bracing his hips, arms holding, hands stroking. He was surrounded by Abe, his golden man, and the warmth of that gold wrapping him up brought him to the brink. Emotions were choking his throat as he raised himself to thrust into Abe from a different angle, catching Abe off-guard as his eyes widened and he came with a shout, long, ropy strands of pearly come painting his abdomen.

  The sensation of Abe clenching rhythmically around him snapped the last of Geoff’s control and he thrust deep, his orgasm jolting through him, jerking h
is hips uncontrollably as he filled the condom with pulse after pulse. He collapsed onto Abe, panting, feeling the man’s cooling come smearing between them, only the habits of decades keeping him from becoming a dead weight in his repletion, bracing on his knees and elbows.

  To his surprise, Abe used his arms to knock him off his elbows, taking his full weight on his chest and using his legs to hook around his hips in a full-body hug. “Hey,” Geoff protested lightly, “I’m smushing you.”

  “Mmm hmm,” Abe hummed in his ear, and he felt the vibration against his chest. “I like being smushed by you.” He licked Geoff’s neck then ran a hand over Geoff’s head, smoothing his hair with a gentle caress.

  Geoff smiled and again took his weight on his elbows, raising up just enough to look Abe in the eyes. He muffled Abe’s protest with a kiss that started out light, but quickly became deep yet tender as Geoff slowly slanted across Abe’s welcoming mouth. He moved slightly to cradle Abe’s head in his hands, never relinquishing control of the kiss, continuing to probe and taste until they were both breathless.

  “Wow,” Abe gasped against his mouth. “Sweetheart, you sure know how to kiss.”

  Geoff felt a goofy-feeling smile creep across his face. “Kiss? Is that all you got out of the last hour?” Quit being a nerd and at least act like you’ve had a hot fling before. He schooled his features into a more neutral expression. “So, was it good for you?” he quipped in an attempt to inject a lighter tone.